“Yes.” Almost a full smile.

“What time did you get back?” Not only was I asking ridiculous questions, but I was also speaking way to fast.

“10.” He unzipped his pants and stepped out of them.

“Who caught the most fish?”

“Me.” His thumbs hooked into his sexy boxer briefs and he pulled them down, revealing his fully aroused manhood. Fully naked, he took two steps toward me.

“Are you going to answer all my questions with one word?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to talk.”

“Oh”

He climbed on the bed and began to pull my dress down. I wiggled to help him free it from around my hips.

“Why don’t you want to talk?”

“Because I owe you slow and sweet and I really want to give it to you.”

“Oh.” I had no idea why I was so nervous when I had already been intimate with him, but the way he looked at me that night scared me. I wasn’t afraid of him, I was afraid of what he could make me feel.

He gently covered my body with his and his mouth captured mine in a slow, sensual kiss. His tongue licked along my lips, tasting and nibbling as he slowly paid attention to every inch of my mouth. I felt his thick erection pressed up against me, throbbing on my dampened skin.

He pulled back his face to look at me, and I struggled to keep my emotions from showing. He leaned his forehead into mine and his eyes held mine. His hand slowly traveled down the side of my body, caressing every curve. “I missed you today.” His voice was quiet and sincere.

“Me too.” I whispered softly as he looked down at me, his eyes not allowing my waiver.

His hand found my breast and he circled my nipple gently with his forefinger.

My nipple puckered in anticipation of his touch.

His eyes never left mine as he watched my reaction to his touch. My eyes closed on impulse, as his firmly pinched my hard nipple between his forefinger and thumb. “Look at me.” He commanded.

I opened my eyes and looked into his, as he alternated between gently rolling and pinching my taught nipple. It felt so good, I wanted to shut my eyes and give in to the pleasure, but his eyes held mine in place.

He slowly reached his head down and licked a slow, leisurely circle around the edge of my nipple, his eyes still not releasing mine. He sucked in my nipple firmly and bit down, igniting every nerve in my body. My back arched to his touch and he shifted to my other breast, repeating his slow circling and firm suck with a strong bite.

“Oh, God.” I moaned and my hips pushed to find him.

He released my taught nipple and his head came back to hovering over mine.

He kissed me again, sucking my tongue and taking control of the kiss. I really thought I could come from just the way he kissed me.

Everything about him turned me on; from the way he took control when he kissed me to the way he demanded I look into his eyes while he pleasured me. The thought that he was turned on by watching my reaction to him made me wild.

I wrapped my arms around his wide shoulders and dug my nails into his back. I needed more. He nibbled his way from my mouth to my shoulder, licking back up to my ear. “You are so beautiful, Syd. I want to watch you come.” I wrapped my legs around his back, desperate for friction. His words brought me so close and I needed him inside me.

“Please” was the only word that I could get out. At that moment, I would have begged for him if I had to.

He took a long breath in and exhaled deeply. “Not yet.” His hand slid down my torso. My body was damp with desire. “I don’t want to hurt you, you’re so tight.” He slid one finger into me and I writhed beneath him. Two pumps of his hand and he easily slid a second finger into my slickness.

I let out a small moan as his fingers stretched me open and my head relaxed back. As he pushed into me with two fingers, his thumb found my swollen clit. My hips pushed up, begging for more. “That’s it babe, make yourself feel good.” I lifted my hips and pushed against his fingers, stroking and pushing them in and out of my wet body.

His thumb increased the pressure on my clit as his fingers rubbed in and out, finding a sensitive spot inside of me. My body arched to his touch and he withdrew his fingers slowly from me and brought them to my mouth. I licked the juice from his fingers and he let out a feral growl.

He positioned himself on top of me and I lifted my hips, desperate to have him inside of me. “Slow and sweet babe, slow and sweet.” He said with a raspy voice as he slowly pushed into me. His green eyes were dark gray and dilated and I knew he was having as difficult of a time going slow as I was, but he wouldn’t allow himself to lose control.

I gasped as he pushed deep inside of me. He was so thick and long. His eyes were full of lust and emotion, but he refused to allow them close. The connection between us was intense and we were lost as we watched each other as he slowly pushed in and out of me, filling me to the hilt and drawing almost all the way out. His rhythm was slow and restrained and I watched his face struggle to keep the control with each deep thrust.

A deep moan escaped from my throat as my pleasure ratcheted up to new heights. His face tensed with my sound and I knew he couldn’t hold his control much longer, but it felt so good and I didn’t want it to end. I tilted my hips up as he thrust down and circled into me, penetrating deeper than he had ever been. He buried his face into my neck and kissed his way from my shoulder blade to my ear as he swiveled his hips, grinding his big rock hard c**k into me. “Come for me baby, I want to watch you.”

His words pushed me over the edge and my body exploded in pleasure. I climaxed in a relentless spiraling orgasm that had me calling his name over and over as it tore through me. My eyes unconsciously closed as I succumbed to the waves rippling though me. “Eyes.” I opened my eyes to his demand, Jack watched as it took over my body and melted me to the core. He quickened his thrusts and whispered “Fucking beautiful” as I felt his body tense and pin me in place when he came long and hard, filling me deeply.

As we both came down, his thrusts slowed to a leisurely pace and he kissed me sweetly. “I’m sorry about last night.” He said softly, as he pushed an escaped piece of my hair back from my face.

“You didn’t do anything to be sorry about.” It was true; he hadn’t really done anything wrong, yet I understood why he was apologizing.

He looked into my eyes, searching for something, then kissed me chastely.

“Your beautiful and sweet, but shit at lying Syd.”